My heart is a storm,
with clouds raging deep within.
Rain pouring, waves crashing, lightning ablaze;
drowning every wisp of peace that can be seen.
The pain was so deep, so agonizing, so intense,
my heart was mangled beyond recognition.
No longer was I in control of this madness.
I am helpless.
Hopeless.
Despair is the only feeling keeping me company.
My mind was numb by the pain that seared through it,
unable to make sense of my surroundings.
Tears fell only to be blown away by the winds.
I am lost in this sea of pain.
But along with the gushing wind that tore through this heart of mine,
My North Star came.
When the storms screamed dismay, you roared hope.
Tearing through the night, riding the storm,
light pierced through the clouds,
and through the clouds I saw stars shining brightly in the night sky.
You we're there staring down the fight.
The seas calmed and the winds ceased upon your arrival.
You replaced the night with a peace long forgotten.
My Star shone brightest, burning away my fears
and in Your light You gave me grace.
"Be still my son and be afraid no more" he whispered.
I wrote this '*** I was inspired by Mark 4, where Jesus calmed the storm. We may be facing storms in our lives and we can do nothing about it. We can't face it alone, so we must find strength in Him, '*** in Him, all things are possible.